Never thought I would be posting here (no offense to anyone). Lost my little peanut at 10 weeks, baby measured 9 weeks. I had my D&E last Wednesday. I hurt physically and mentally, and for the life of me cannot figure out what I did wrong. I cannot help but to think this is the result of some past indiscretion and this is my taste of karma. The doctor said it was something beyond my control, and I get that, but I just can't stop thinking about what I did wrong. It was supposed to be our miracle baby, after the OB told me I would have a hard time conceiving (due to endo); I could not believe I was going to be a mommy! Then my closest friend found out she's pregnant, and due shortly after me. Several of my friends are also pregnant, and every time I turn around, I'm getting invites to baby showers and sprinkles. How do you deal with this? I really am happy for all of them, but I still can't help but to feel sad, and maybe a little jealous. Sorry for the long post, I just needed to vent.